He leaned in closer, his breath warm on my cheek. "I know a place where we can really forget about everything else," he murmured. I felt a thrill of anticipation run through me. It was reckless, and I knew I shouldn't, but something about this man made me want to throw caution to the wind. We left the bar together, walking through the quiet alleys until we came to a luxurious hotel. He led me inside, and we made our way to a suite with a breathtaking view of the city. The guy kissed me hungrily, and all my doubts faded away. For that night, I was able to forget about my heartbreak and just be in the moment. As we lay together, sated and content, he whispered to me, "I may be disguised, but I promise you, I'm not who you think I am." I looked at him, confused. "What do you mean?" He smiled enigmatically. "Let's just say that I'm not your average guy." And with that, he gathered his things and left, leaving me alone once again, but with a newfound sense of hope. Maybe there was something better waiting for me out there, after all. ★★★ Andrea Fernandez, an unpopular newspaper reporter from Cebu, had her life changed with one simple contract: to become "Carmen Dela Cruz" for the wealthy and influential Dela Cruz family. To get paid and fund an expensive surgery fee for her aunt's son, Andrea must complete five seemingly impossible tasks while living as Carmen Dela Cruz. Along this journey, she meets Miguel Rodriguez, whose presence could change everything in unexpected ways. Will Andrea fulfil her obligations or will something else take precedence? Read The Contracted Billionaire Heiress to find out!
View MoreI sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the wall, my mind racing with thoughts. Everything was spinning out of control. The events of the past few days had shaken me, and I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold it together. I had agreed to this crazy plan to pretend to be Carmen Dela Cruz for my family's sake, to help Max, to secure our future. But now, with the media frenzy, the constant pressure, and the lingering fear of being exposed, I felt like I was suffocating.I thought about last night, the incident with the mask being ripped off, and the chaos that followed. The media was all over me, digging into every detail of my life—or, at least, the life they thought belonged to Carmen. I couldn't let them find out who I really was. If they did, everything would collapse. My family's chance at a better life would be gone. But the weight of it all was getting heavier by the minute.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, when suddenly, the door to my room swung
I grabbed the mask just in time, holding it firmly in place. I looked around, but thankfully, no one had seen my face. Relief flooded me, but only for a second.The ballroom erupted into chaos. Security guards sprang into action, chasing after the intruder, who was already darting through the crowd and heading for the exit. I watched in shock as the person disappeared into the night. The guards couldn't catch them.My heart pounded in my chest, my hands trembling as I clutched the mask tightly to my face. All around me, people were buzzing with excitement and confusion. The whispers turned into a roar of speculation."What just happened?""Who was that?""Did anyone see her face?"Flashes of light from cameras caught my eye. Journalists and photographers who had been attending the event were now frantically taking pictures. I quickly turned my face away, refusing to let anyone get a clear shot of me. Panic surged through me as I realized how much worse this situation could have be
"Mom," Alice called out with a low grunt as she moved closer to Mrs Dela Cruz. I couldn't believe my eyes, seeing how Alice instantly switched her evil mood to a victim one. My mind was racing with thoughts of how I could explain what had happened to Mrs Dela Cruz. I had simply commented how Alice was adopted because I was furious. But Alice had taken it the wrong way. Before I could even begin to speak, Alice broke into mischievous sobbing and ran to our mom, telling her how I had treated her badly and called her "adopted."My heart sank as I watched my mom's face turn from confusion to anger. "How dare you call her adopted? You have no right whatsoever to do so!" Mrs Dela Cruz yelled angrily."I'm sorry, it won't repeat itself anymore," I pleaded, not wanting to drag the issue. I can only blame Alice for everything. I can see how evil she can be and I need to avoid her at all costs. Kate and Rosa quickly left, leaving the three of us alone. I guess they don't want to get into
"She was adopted?" I inquired with a focused gaze at Rosa. Following my question, the two girls remain quiet, none of them seems to want to answer what I asked. I guess their silence means Alice was indeed adopted. The thought of her stand in the family kept amusing me with the way she acted rudely towards me last night. So, she was just their adopted daughter? I was baffled. "Miss beautiful, go take your bath quickly. The time is against us." Kate said, and I gently stepped into the bathroom. A few minutes later, I came out, all my hair wet. Both of them moved closer to me and made me sit in front of the mirror, as they attended to all my needs without making me lift a finger. Rosa that went out a while ago suddenly walked back into the room; "This is the dress you will be putting on." She uttered as she pointed to the black glitter dress on her left arm. "Oh, thank you," I gently collected it from her hands, and stared intensely at the dress. It's a long black dress, covered
The more I think about everything happening, the more I get confused. I was wondering if, this young lady right here, is the real daughter of the family which Mr Paulo talked about. But he told me she is still in the US and would be back after I have finished my obligation to the family. "Who is she?" The young lady's charming tiny voice instantly brought me back from my thoughts. When I turned to look at her, she pointed at me with a much-disgusted expression. Seeing the way she was seizing me up with much hatred in her eyes, I became uncomfortable. "She is your new elder sister, so, accord her with respect." Mrs Dela Cruz replied as she saw how I looked a bit down with the lady's statement. Introducing us as sisters simply means, this young lady is their daughter as well. But why hire me in the first place when they have daughters? I was surprised, and still hoping to know the reason behind it. "My sister?" She rolled her eyes nonchalantly and continued; "But she doesn't loo
"How about this?" I asked as I strolled out of the dressing room. The midi lilac dress sits a little below my knee when walking and standing, rising a few inches higher when sitting. For my tastes, that's not a comfortable degree of sexy. A lot of women look amazing in mini dresses, and perhaps I would too, but I always felt that I wanted a longer length in dresses since I'm not used to such clothes yet. "Hmm, it's not too bright on your skin. Go change into another one!" The older lady with transparent glasses resting on the bridge of her nose, harshly said to me. She had hands placed on her waist as she stood beside the full mirror in the clothing store. She is the one in charge of dressing me up, and my life has been hell since we arrived at the store.The two ladies that brought me here were also present. They stayed closer to the entrance of the dressing room, hoping to help me out whenever I needed assistance with any dress. This dress I'm about to pull off now, is the fift
"Miss," I swiftly sat upright on the black leather couch I was resting my arms on as I heard a scratchy voice coming from behind me. "Here, sign it!"The gentleman who is seated in front of me gave me a brown envelope. He is a bit older based on his appearance, and I would assume the man is in his early to mid-forties."Ok sir," I let out a long, deep breath and took the package from his hand with great care. I opened the cover, removed the documents, and then grabbed the pen that was sitting on the table.I am unable to prevent myself from gulping down much saliva as I fix my gaze intently on every clause of the contract that is stated in the documents. If I go through with signing this contract, I won't be able to talk to, or visit my aunt Clara or Max for an entire year.In another part of the deal, it says if I break the agreement, I will be responsible for paying back twice as much as I was originally offered. Consequently, this is a delicate deal, and I must adhere to it no mat
I left the restaurant feeling terrible about what had happened with Samantha and Angelo. I didn't know what to do or how to fix things, so I just went home, hoping to clear my head and figure out my next move.But as I opened the door to my apartment, I was surprised to see my aunt Clara sitting on my couch, weeping uncontrollably. I rushed to her side, trying to figure out what was wrong."Aunt Clara, what happened? Why are you crying?" I asked, putting a hand on her shoulder.She looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears."Andrea, it's Max. He's in the hospital and he's in critical condition. He's been having terrible throat pain and needs surgery as soon as possible," she said, her voice shaking with emotion.I felt my heart sink. Max was my little cousin, just a kid. The thought of him being in the hospital and in pain was unbearable."What can we do, Aunt Clara? How much is the surgery going to cost?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady."A hundred thousand pesos!"When she
I woke up the next morning, feeling a sense of anticipation as I reached for my phone. I had agreed to go out on a date with Miguel, and I couldn't help but wonder if he had texted me back.As I unlocked my phone and checked my messages, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. There were no new messages from him.I frowned, wondering what had happened. Had he changed his mind about going out with me? Or was he just busy with something else?I decided to send him a text, trying to keep my tone casual. "Hey, it's Andrea. Just wanted to see if we're still on for the date?"I hit send and waited anxiously for a reply. But as the minutes ticked by, there was still no response.I sighed, feeling a sense of disappointment. Maybe I had been foolish to get my hopes up so quickly. After all, I barely knew this guy. He could be just like all the other men I had dated before.But at the same time, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. Why had he agreed to go out with me if he wasn't ev
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